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I dropped my baby...


But then this super speed thing happened and I caught him within a split second and I pulled him close and hugged him and hugged him and hugged him.

I don't think he even realized what happened.

It was so fast!

adrenaline rush

I had just changed his diaper and I stood up with him to put him in the bouncer so I could make his bottle. I tripped over a few of my other kids at the exact same time that he stretched and rolled...right off the tips of my fingers

Then voila I had him again!


I love this sweet little baby boy so much.

Today I am thankful.

Call me Ishmael

"Let the most absent-minded of men be plunged in his deepest reveries-stand that man on his legs, set his feet a-going, and he will infallibly lead you to water, if water there be in all that region."

I picked up Moby Dick last night and read the first five chapters. It felt so right. I've resolved to put aside time to read at least five chapters a night. I'm a fast reader so it's an achievable goal.

I read an adapted version of the Herman Melville classic when I was 7 or 8 years old. So to read the real thing now when I'm much older and can understand the humor and I'm able to relate to Ishmael "that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can" reading it has been a great experience.

The entire scene of him freaking out about sharing a bed with the harpooner he didn't yet know as Queequeg had me cracking up so hard I choked on my own spit. And then waking up with his (Queequeg's) arm sprawled across him "in the most loving and affectionate manner.You had almost thought I had been his wife." was too much!

I'm really looking forward to spending more time adventuring vicariously through a book after everyone falls asleep.

For now I'm Mommy but tonight you can call me Ishmael.

Update: Oh my dog. I have no gaydar whatsoever. I did not even catch the foreshadowing ha ha ha I guess I just assumed maybe men were more openly touchy feely in the 1800's? I read on and yea Ishmael and Queequeg are totally gay.


Did I scare my readers? Did you think I was coming out of the closet when I ended my post with "but tonight you can call me Ishmael?" Did you question how well you really know me? This girl is all eyes for hubby, no worries.

ditzy moment.

The book is still really good so far, though it's a little uncomfortable to read being that I was raised in a brimstone and fire extended family (whom I love very much) it is so far outside of my heteronormative box... Way more descriptive than "Paul's Case" I can't unsee the things I've read!

Oh Holly, Holly, Holly.


This is a good book. Good books make you see things and feel things. They take you to faraway places or help you see nearby places from a different point of view. They remind you that you're not alone in the human experience. That we are all shaped by a variety of feelings, opinions, locales, personal experiences that give us unique perspectives on life and we're all humans at the end of the day.

What good book are you reading right now?